Novel & Cerita Dark Fate Chasing My Rejected Luna

She insisted, excitedly, “Yes! I am. Just wait until I turn 18, then you will find out! We are fated for each other!” Darren was amused by her assertion, he kept his smile, politely, “Trust me, you are not my mate. I’ve found my mate.” “But she rejected you, didn’t she?” That was the rudest thing to say, but Natalia was too eager to have him accept her, “I am your second chance! Your new mate! Please wait to find out. I swear I will love you with my life! I will be your best Luna.” That word “Luna” stung. Darren didn’t refute Natalia. He didn’t agree with her either. He just kept his polite smile, and then turned around to leave, leaving her a strong but lonely back.

It hadn’t been a dream. I was still in Dark Moon pack, mated to their Alpha. In a few days, I would stand before them and be announced as Luna of the pack. My heart started to beat faster as the thought crossed my mind. I would be Luna. It shouldn’t have surprised me that much, seeing that I would have still been Luna if Tristan hadn’t rejected me. My fist tightened at the mere thought of Tristan, the one who had rejected me without a second thought. I would get back at him in whatever way I could.

Luna, young and frightened, her silver eyes wide as he laughed at her. Luna, bleeding in the snow, her blood shimmering with impossible light. Luna, returned from the dead, standing before him as someone he didn't recognize. Luna, walking away, always walking away, her silver hair catching the light. The pain of rejection, sharp and fresh despite the months, collided with every regret he had ever buried. They burned hotter than any wound, consuming him from within. From the edge of the cliff path, the pack watched.

Luna Morgana's jaw dropped as her eyes widened with a mixture of shock and bemusement. "What do you mean by that?" she asked with a quivering voice. "I am rejecting you and I will propose to Diane to be my Luna right now," he said with stern voice. "No! You can't do that! I will never accept your rejection!" she screamed. "Unfortunately for you, you have no choice but to accept my rejection cos if you refuse, I will sentence you to death for attempting to murder Diane. I believe your empty head will make you understand that after you are dead, Diane will still be my Luna, so, it doesn't make any difference whether you are dead or alive. I am giving you the chance to think twice before you re

This only made me even more furious, and I slammed the desk, breaking it in half. My son's crying sounded like a drumbeat. "Get lost!" I snarled, and Jayden and Arlen hurried away, leaving me consumed by hopeless rage. The news isn't bad, but worse. She was the Luna of Shadow Crest, and I didn't accept her rejection when she left! For others, she's still my existing Luna! Now, her death means the dynamics will change! The council will raise a question. They will conduct an inquiry, and what if they find out the truth? Fuck!

My muscles became tight as Damien moved towards me, his dark eyes and clenched jaws made my stomach lurch. I didn't want to think he felt guilty witnessing my humiliation. "I, Damien Knoxville, heir of the Duskmoon Pack rejects you, Candace Baldwin as my mate and future Luna." My heart shattered into a million jagged pieces. With shaky fingers, I grasped my chest in an attempt to ease the tightness as the gnawing ache from our bond snapping made my breathing ragged. "I... I accept your rejection." The words tumbled out a little too broken, a little too hopeless.

But something was wrong. He didn’t smile. His gaze did not soften when it met mine. It felt distant. “Iris, daughter of Kael,” the elder said, “do you take Alpha Damon as your mate?” “I do.” My voice held. I meant it. The elder turned. “Alpha Damon, do you take Iris as your mate and Luna?” Silence. Too long. The crowd murmured A whisper rose. Damon stepped forward. Then he turned to face them all. “I reject this union,” he said. “The Moon Goddess does not bless a broken Luna.”

the Luna started to follow me as I hurried to my room. “If he can’t find me, then he can’t reject me,” I reasoned. A mate bond rejection has to be done face to face and has to be accepted by the rejected for the bond to actually be broken. But once the rejection is made, the bond starts weakening and will disappear completely if not withdrawn within the next three full moons. “Why would Chase reject you?” the Luna looked horrified at the idea. “Because I am not a full wolf, I’m broken,” I stated emotionless. It’s just facts after all.

I couldn't fight through the pain of betrayal and so he pulled me to the center of the people who had gathered for the ball. I fell to my knees in humiliation as they held each other closely. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Whispers spread like wildfire. Some looked at me with pity, others with open scorn, as if I were already something broken and discarded. I couldn't bear to look at them so I hung my head. "I, Caleb Parker, the next alpha of the Shadow Hills pack reject you, Rebeccah Smith as my mate and future Luna" Unbearable pain tore through me. And I fell in a heap. I curled into a ball as the pain wracked through me. Unbearable and wicked.

"It’s a Graveyard. It’s built from the memories of every woman who was 'Too Much' and didn't survive the rejection. The First Luna archived the ones she could use... but she dumped the 'Glitches' down here" Beside us, Leo was a shadow of himself. The "First Luna" re-installation had left him with hair as white as salt and eyes that flickered between silver and grey like a failing terminal. He held a single, black butterfly in his palm, his runes pulsing a bruised purple.